Even Though I’m a Former Noble and a Single Mother, My Daughters Are Too Cute and Working as an Adventurer Isn’t Too Much of a Hassle

Shirley unexpectedly frowned at the employee leaving the room by handing him a bunch of letters on his ass.

It is the access of people from the empire to the kingdom that is restricted, but not with regard to goods. A post office, represented on this continent by one of the Canary descendants, carries letters and things, regardless of country or race, and is thoroughly investigated to see if they are not dangerous objects such as curses and explosives in a vault where mail is temporarily kept.

A post office representative who once lived through a period of confusion that sending dangerous goods to kill hostiles was rampant. With that background, he's put particular effort into the technology of detecting dangerous goods from outsourcing, and since the creation of the post office, he's never had dangerous goods delivered to the destination.

Because of that trust, it is only permissible to send things publicly from the empire, which is a virtual enemy, to the kingdom, if it passes through the post office. Just because we are enemies in the first place doesn't mean we don't exchange letters at all, so naturally.

So it is not surprising in itself that the Emperor Alberto sends a letter to the Kingdom....... but how come its destination is Shirley, not a king or nobleman.

"I'm kind of guessing why."

Daikanya, you're going to tell me to give you Sophie or Tio's physique. I am not legally allowed to recognise myself as a father, and thankfully the king and queen have sheltered me. It's not the earliest thing I care about, but this is the first time they've sent a letter to me.

"Hmm... I wonder what the hell funny thing it says."

"Hih!? Gi, guild master!?

Suddenly emerges from the void, surprised as Yumina jumps from a few envelopes into a canary to be held in one hand and illuminated.

"Mr. Shirley! True that I got a letter from that stupid emperor!?

"Until Mr. Leia...... what the hell is it?

Leia releases the door open with momentum that is likely to destroy and jumps into the reception room. Shirley sighed at the status quo, where four women gathered in the same room and gradually raped.

"No, I'm sorry. I heard a letter from some idiot emperor... so I got worried."

"You are...... ha. Well...... good. It worried me, because I never get bored."

I baked a few favors, so to speak, a junior at work. Being honestly worried and rushed in, it's hard to be evil even as a Shirley.

"The concubine just came because she seemed funny."

"Canaries go home now."

"The treatment of concubines is becoming infinitely lighter."

But without any particular concern, the canary sits in a dignified occupation of the couch. You won't even ask me if I try to kick him out, and Shirley, who gave up on kicking him out early, snatches back the envelope that Canary had in her hand.

"The wax... it does belong to the royal family"

That definitely means a real Alberto letter. Shirley takes the dagger out of the Toolbox of the Brave, cuts the seal of all envelopes at an unnoticed speed, and takes out the letter.

"... something, a bunch of letters coming out of one envelope."

"What does it say? Show it to your concubine."

"Don't rush, see"

If this is a letter from another person, I'm not going to show it for privacy reasons, but the other person is Alberto. Then Shirley, wondering if it was otherwise good, spread the letter on her desk so that the other three could see it.

"One day...... to one of my wings I met on a young day.

Since we've been apart... you've had more than a decade of months.

I guess since then... I'm Shirley... you've lost a wing named me and you've fallen to the ground.

It's like flying towards the sun in the name of eternal love and losing its wings to the scorching heat of burning itself......

One bird that loses wings and scratches algae on the ice earth...... that was us.

We who were fooled by bad witches and fell into the abyss of Nightmare together...... poor birds who lost all their dreams and hopes and lost sight of the signpost of love.

The trajectory of love I've lost, to get it back, and now I'm going to go get my wings back named you.

The day we first met...... it was a small, beautiful flower blooming in the shade. Ever since I saw you, I had felt destined. You too...... I guess you did, didn't you?

So look... keep it back to me without being mean...?

Don't worry about the evil "Golden Witch" or its servants. Whatever obstacle holds us back, only the number of words of love spinning from your poor lips, I can rise again and again.

Shirley... I should sit down, the glorious throne of you... your love. To have your mind and body in your hands again. Now the wings of love...... spread.

So respond too... spread your wings of love. Because I'll even fly away from the other side of the stars and give you a hug, marked with those beautiful wings......

The red thread destined to connect us should connect my one-wing with each other... Proud of you, I believe you will rise to heaven for a star of love named me without crawling around the ground...

So... take my daughters and go back to me. Hey...? Let's stop the philia and fill the empire with our love...?

... This is destiny. You can't escape my love...?

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Weird silence flows into the reception room. Eventually, Leia exhaled deeply and proceeded to the trash can that was in the corner of the room -

"Uh-huh, yeah...!

Vomiting There was momentum that seemed unlikely to spit oily sugar even now.

"Ko, this is...!

Yumina covered her mouth with her hands, shuddering her shoulders and overflowing with sneaky laughter -

"Ah-ha, ha, ha, ha!! Hihi-no! Hi-no! Hahahahahahahahaha!! Oops!? Guuuuuuuuuuuuu!...... hahahaha...... BOOOOOOOOOOO! Buhiha hahahahahahahahahahaha!! Ha ha ha ha ha!!

The canary burst into laughter...

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Shirley felt the excess disgust and a hair called hair stood upside down as if it had been wrapped in static electricity all over her body. What the hell did you spell such a letter with in mind...... through disgusting, I just have to be stunned.

"This is so creepy!! I thought I would seriously throw up!! Really creepy! Super creepy!! Seriously creepy!! Turning paper into such a creepy object with no weirdness whatsoever is genius's business in a way!!

"Why is Mr. Leia mad more than I am"

Request for restoration "No, no, I'm wondering why Mr. Shirley is more calm! I forgot what I did, the Emperor of this Hanaya Empire!! I really can't forgive these things!! I don't know why. Apologizing in the dirt is the first thing I need, rather than sending it. Oh!" "Well... to be honest, I've already broken it off from the past."

If you're going to interfere with my daughters unnecessarily, you just have to end it, and I don't care about Alberto anymore. Even if I get a letter like this, I'm just stunned.

"Wow... all the letters in the other envelopes are just poems in this condition"

"... I don't think I used to be such a fool."

Other letters are similar. All this is spelled out with a cold poem-like sentence. I've heard people get stupid when they cheat, but Alberto would be exactly that typical. It must also be affecting that it has been lifted around by the Emperor.

"Well... I've always known His Majesty the Emperor Alberto was looking for Sophie and Tio's personality, and I'm just telling you that if you sum up this letter, too.... although the contents are alley.... Phew."

"Yumina, you look like you're having a lot of fun."

"Oh, I'm sorry. I know it's bad, but there's something disgusting and frightening going around and it's funny the other way around."

I can't even understand what you're trying to say. Shirley herself, imagine what the hell kind of dumb surface Alberto is writing a poem-toned letter full of such a blue-smelling dialogue, it gets too funny and the other way around.

"Hihaha!! Hahahahahahahahahahaha!! Hino!! Hino!! Ah, Wings of Love (laughs)...... Spread...!! Fuhihihihihihihihihihihihi!! The throne of glory...... the throne of glory hahahahahahahahahaha!! Besides, concubines can be made enemies of Mecha's eyes... BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Hahahahahahahahahahaha!!

"You laugh too much, Canary."

"Yes! Yes! Hahahahahahahahahahaha!! Then...... then there's nothing else to laugh at!!

I can't stop laughing when I hit him in the head with a dagger patterned ass. I guess it was something that touched the harp line of canary laughter to a lesser extent. As she rolls around holding one of her stomachs, Canary slaps Shirley on the shoulder as she leaks her weird breath with Hi-hee.

Request for restoration "Nooo Shirley, I have a suggestion... sell this letter to my concubine for 100 million gold coins... no, 200 million? Sooner or later, at dawn when the Empire was destroyed by Princess Philia, the concubine intends to build a museum in the capital that will preserve the existence of the diaspora for future generations. This is a masterpiece to be left for future generations." "You'll decide to throw this away. By and large, if you do that, you will tell future generations about me. It's unpleasant for strangers to think about themselves as they please."

"What are you talking about? It's too late."

Shirley gazes at the canary with a glance.

"Tell you what, my concubine hasn't done anything this time. Black Dragon Killer as a rookie. The blood-sucking princess who appeared from the Holy Nation to the Kingdom sealed. And to Dragon King's Battle this year. Divine match, arrest of" Thief ". Countless other martial arts medals. That's all you have to do to keep the historians out of sight. According to the concubine's information network... the historians will soon visit the Lord and make it into a modern history textbook with the Lord's story on it."

"Ooh!! You're super awesome!! You mean in the future you will be named after history as a legendary swordsman!?

"That's right! After all, given Mr. Shirley's previous achievements, he said he would be honored enough to keep his name in history."

To tell the truth, Shirley has a history of stopping what could have been a national disaster: urban raids by powerful demons. Historians are moving that this should be communicated to future generations because such accomplishments are recognized by the public, but the person at the time is a look that can be seen from the side as grumpy.

"... I'm not kidding. Aren't you just a exposed person who doesn't have to know after death and is still alive but is in a history textbook? I will never see the historians when they come, I will."

"I don't mind that, but in that case, the people who couldn't listen to them will put whatever they want into the book and leave it for future generations. In fact, concubines used to write all they wanted when historians failed to respond, and it was sent out to the whole world that it was true. When that happens, it's almost impossible to dispel misunderstandings anymore... is that still good?

Shirley inadvertently silenced on the words of the witch, whose name is actually in the history textbook, its persuasion.

The inheritance of a kingdom that perished long ago is also told only by the inference of those who live in future generations, because there is no proper record, and is treated as truth. As a matter of reason, it's just like that.

Scholars' obsession with keeping history for future generations is sometimes more troublesome than mighty demons. There is no malice in them, and as much as they are thrust and driven by a sense of purpose, no matter how much they say, they do not stop.

"It's a nasty story, but that's what people tell history. In the case of the Lord, I have kept my previous achievements without burying them in darkness, and I cannot stand a door in a man's mouth. Even if the concubine stops, the matter of the Lord, over which a number of bards have poemed, will remain in history.... This is rare and well-intentioned, but it's better to tell the proper historians the truth than to be touched all you want, so they can do less damage later."

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Next time, let's buy some tea treats for our guests.

Shirley, whose mother never wrote that she was a textbook and saw a future where Sophie and Tio scratched shame, was to add cookies to today's shopping list.